Although the flash cameras were not on them, the audience's eyes were already on them.
Wen Zhi stood up straight immediately, looking at Si Mingchen with a hint of embarrassment, not knowing where to put his hands.
Si Mingchen stood straight, his eyes on Wen Zhi were gentle and patient, not affected by other people's gazes at all.
Jiang Xingnan was also watching the two of them. He knew the relationship between Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi, and even felt that their relationship was very harmonious. Sang Qi's reluctance was insignificant in the face of this relationship.
The waves, wrapped in moonlight and lights, cast their reflections on Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen.
All the shame, anger and joy in Wen Zhi's heart turned into three soft words: "Got it."
Si Mingchen looked towards the guest seats in the distance: "Where is your seat?"
Wen Zhi: "In the middle row." Worried that Si Mingchen would laugh at his low status, he added: "It's already impressive that I can be in the middle row."
Si Mingchen naturally knew how shining the stars of this banquet were. He had been married to Wen Zhi for four years, and he only did it to protect Wen Zhi from being bullied. In terms of resources, he didn't give Wen Zhi much, and Wen Zhi also resented his interfering in her career. In addition, Wen Qishan has always opposed Wen Zhi's entry into the entertainment industry, and the care from the Wen family is almost nonexistent.
"Yes, it's already very impressive."
...
...
Si Mingchen accompanied him to the middle row, and waited until he was seated before turning around and leaving.
The popularity of the barrage has reached its peak, countless netizens are repeating the scene just now, and even the media at the scene have posted the photos they captured online.
There is no unnecessary modification in the photo, and the overall tone is even very dark, but because of the long exposure, the movements of the two people are captured very clearly with sharp contrast.
In the picture, Wen Zhi's waist is leaning on Si Mingchen's left arm, her deer-like eyes are mixed with panic, while Si Mingchen's eyes are calm, he lowers his head and looks at Wen Zhi intently, showing his superior side profile.
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[Although I don’t like Wen Zhi, I’m still attracted to him because the size difference is so amazing! ］
[Although Wen Zhi is not short, he has a small frame. When he leans on Si Mingchen's arms, he looks like a frail beauty. ］
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The fashion show is already halfway through. Wen Zhi doesn’t have many good friends in the entertainment industry, Ming Yantang is the only one, so he felt a little lonely sitting in his seat.
Si Mingchen is never short of followers and admirers, and there is a constant stream of people trying to chat with him.
Wen Zhi stood up alone. He felt a little hungry and wanted to get some dessert to fill his stomach.
There were many kinds of desserts on the long European-style table. When Wen Zhi was considering which one to eat, the person next to him suddenly said, "The Italian mango cream cake tastes pretty good. You can try it."
Wen Zhi suddenly looked up and found that the person next to him was Ye Qiao.
“Thank you for the recommendation.”
Wen Zhi picked up the cake and was about to slip away, but Ye Qiao stopped her, "Your suit looks really good today."
Wen Zhi politely replied: "Thank you."
Ye Qiao smiled very warmly, especially today, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking gentle and elegant.
"As long as you like it, it's worth it that I saw it in Paris and sent it to you as soon as possible."
Wen Zhi was a little surprised: "This is a gift from you."
Ye Qiao picked up the red wine glass: "Yeah."
If Wen Zhi didn't think Ye Qiao was interested in him at first, then this incident made him more certain.
After hesitating for a long time, Wen Zhi responded, risking being misunderstood as a narcissist, "Mr. Ye, thank you for your suit. I like it very much."
Ye Qiao: “You’re welcome.”
Wen Zhi: "But I like my lover more than the suit."
Ye Qiao smiled meaningfully: "Does it make you feel stressed that I gave you a suit?"
Wen Zhi told the truth: "No, I just simply expressed my thoughts."
Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows: "It's okay, just think of it as making friends."
Wen Zhi picked up the cake and said goodbye politely.
The dinner ended quickly. As expected, Wen Zhi and Simingchen once again topped the hot search list, and the photo of Simingchen hugging Wen Zhi went viral.
In order not to arouse suspicion, Wen Zhi's car was deliberately separated from Si Mingchen. When Wen Zhi got home, the lights in the living room were already on.
Si Mingchen was boiling milk. He looked up when he heard the voice: "You're back."
Wen Zhigang ran over like an alpaca, and suddenly remembered that he had to let Si Mingchen coax him tonight.
So he sat on the sofa with a stern face and said nothing.
After a while, he was worried that Si Mingchen would be sad because of his anger, so he softened his expression a little, making himself look less fierce and easier to coax.
At this time, Si Mingchen had already come over with red bean flavored milk: "Here you go."
Wen Zhi kept a serious look and sniffed it: "It's a little sweet."
Si Mingchen: "Added red bean paste."
Wen Zhi immediately took it with both hands and showed a useless smile: "Thank you, husband."
Si Mingchen looked at him: "You're welcome."
The milk tastes very sweet, and the rich red bean aroma dances on Wen Zhi’s taste buds. Wen Zhi licked the corner of his lips and drank the whole cup of red bean milk in a blink of an eye.
"I saw Ye Qiao chatting with you."
Si Mingchen's voice was very soft, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
Wen Zhi didn't take it seriously: "We chatted for a few minutes."
Si Mingchen sat down next to him and wiped the milk stains off his lips with his fingers: "What did you talk about?"
Wen Zhi: "Chat——"
Suddenly, Wen Zhi felt that something was wrong with Si Mingchen.
Is Si Mingchen jealous?
"We talked a lot." Wen Zhi teased Si Mingchen deliberately, "He is quite humorous and funny."
Si Mingchen's expression faded, his hand fell on Wen Zhi's ear, gently pinching it: "It seems that you have a good impression of him."
Wen Zhi looked at Si Mingchen's expression and for the first time experienced the feeling of being madly jealous by someone he liked.
"Well, I told him that I have a super handsome and super awesome husband, and we fell in love since high school."
Si Mingchen withdrew his hand, realizing that he had been tricked by Wen Zhi. A faint smile appeared on his face: "When did we get engaged in high school?"
Wen Zhi began to explain the corresponding proof relationship to Si Mingchen: "It is known that you have liked me since high school, and I have liked you since the first year of high school. If this is not a sign of love in high school, then when did you become lovers?"
Si Mingchen touched his head, was silent for a moment, and looked at Wen Zhishi again, his eyes more complicated: "Can it still be calculated this way?"
Wen Zhi nodded frantically: "A few years earlier, we would have been childhood sweethearts."
Si Mingchen smiled softly, and this time seemed to agree with Wen Zhi's argument.
Wen Zhi asked: "Si Si, I have never asked you why you went abroad? Why didn't we get together? Did you not confess to me, or did I not confess to you?"
This question made Siming silent for a moment: "I can't answer this question unless you recover your memory."
Wen Zhi noticed Si Mingchen's disappointment, and quickly stood up and sat on Si Mingchen's legs to change the subject: "By the way, Si Si, I'm angry."
Si Mingchen looked up: "Why are you angry?"
Wen Zhi: "Why didn't you tell me you were going to the fashion festival? I saw you there and then I knew you were there. We are a legal couple, so it seems like I'm out of touch, okay?"
Si Mingchen put his arm around Wen Zhi's waist and explained to him, "I only knew that you had an announcement today, but I didn't know it was for this fashion dinner. When I saw you on the invitation list and decided to go, it was already half an hour before the ceremony started. I thought you were getting your hair done at the time, so I didn't tell you and planned to give you a surprise."
Si Mingchen's explanation was very detailed, and he did not give in to any perfunctory response because of Wen Zhixiao's unreasonable behavior.
Wen Zhi expressed his understanding: "So that's how it is."
It was already very late at night. Wen Zhi put his hands on Si Mingchen's shoulders and began to daydream.
He quietly lowered his head and his eyes fell on that extremely secret place.
Wen Zhi thought, what a little pervert he is.
"It's getting late, go to bed. We have a variety show to record the day after tomorrow, and we haven't packed our luggage yet."
Wen Zhi nodded, knowing that his little idea today would not be satisfied.
Before going to bed, he looked at Si Mingchen's bathrobe, and the edge of his gray boxer briefs was visible underneath.
He was thinking, Si Mingchen is really a scheming boy.
Wearing grey makes you look bigger, don't think he doesn't know that.
Si Mingchen had just finished blowing his hair, and looking at Wen Zhi's disillusioned look, he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Wen Zhi hinted to him: "Sisi, do you feel that I am no different from a monk now?"
Si Mingchen's eyes darkened, and he pretended not to understand: "What do you mean? How can there be no difference?"
Wen Zhi sighed, "We both can't eat any meat, but the monks can't see it. I can't eat it but I have to look at it every day. How can I not be greedy?"
Si Mingchen stroked Wen Zhi's fur meaningfully and said, "I'll ask the butler to make you steak tomorrow to satisfy your craving."
Wen Zhi looked at Si Mingchen, sighed meaningfully, rolled to the side and made a little heart shape to Si Mingchen: "Husband, you have to know that no matter what you become, I will always love you and never despise you."
Si Mingchen was interested: "Yeah."
Wen Zhi quickly took off his pajamas and was left wearing only a little dinosaur pants.
"Hubby, you have to keep working hard. I'm waiting for the day when you can regain your glory."
Si Mingchen was so angry that he laughed and patted Wen Zhi's butt.
"Go to sleep, don't think about it all day long."
Wen Zhi chuckled twice, crawled into bed and planned something in his mind.
…
The next day, as soon as Si Mingchen arrived at the company, he received a call from Sang Yu. Sang Yu had something complicated to say to Si Mingchen, so he made an appointment with him to have lunch together at noon.
For half a day, Si Mingchen worked faster so that he could have dinner with Sang Yu early and go home to be with Wen Zhi.
In the restaurant, Sang Yu handed Si Mingchen a thick stack of documents, which contained almost all the detailed information of Sang Qi since his freshman year in high school.
As Si Mingchen was reading through the materials, he asked, "Is there any information about his relationship with Wen Zhi?"
Sang Yu nodded: "There is a catalogue there."
Soon, Si Mingchen found all the interactions between Sang Qi and Wen Zhi in college.
Before opening it, Si Mingchen was prepared to see the two of them recording intimate moments, but surprisingly, all the photos of the two of them in the same frame were very normal, there wasn't even a single photo of the couple.
Sang Yu saw his doubts and said, "This is the largest range of photos I could find."
Siming frowned slightly: "Thank you."
Sang Yu shook his head and lit a cigarette: "It's easy to dig up the recent intersection between Sang Qi and Wen Qishan. Sang Qi transferred 80 million yuan to him."
Simingchen said contemptuously: "As expected."
Sang Yu smiled and said, "There is one more thing that you may not imagine. The deal between Sang Qi and Wen Qishan did not start now. As early as when Sang Qi was in college and came into contact with the company's core industry, he frequently cooperated with Wen Qishan."
Si Mingchen speculated: "If Wen Zhi was dating Sang Qi during this period, there should be no problem for the two families to cooperate frequently."
Sang Yu asked: "But it is enough to prove that the two of them have a close relationship. I estimate that Wen Qishan may become an obstacle between you and Wen Zhi in the future."
Simingchen said firmly: "No."
Sang Yu: “Oh?”
Si Mingchen: "Wen Zhi had a big fight with Wen Qishan not long ago and was very disappointed with Wen Qishan."
Sang Yu: "That's good. Wen Zhi wasn't blinded by family affection."
Speaking of Wen Zhi, Si Mingchen's tone slowed down unconsciously: "Well, he trusts me very much."
Sang Yu saw that Si Mingchen was in love and tapped the table with his fingers: "Not bad, at least your relationship is moving in a good direction."
Si Ming smiled and said, "Wen Zhi is very cute."
Sang Yu nodded and reminded Si Mingchen again: "You can also look at other information about Sang Qi. In particular, there are more than 800 records of his hotel stays abroad in the past five years. He is a frequent visitor to major six-star hotels."
Si Mingchen: “Imagine.”
Sang Yu said bluntly: "It shows from the side that——"
Si Mingchen: "His old feelings for Wen Zhi are just like that."
Sang Yu: "Yes." He glanced at the paper bag he brought and handed it to Si Mingchen: "This is for you. Chen Yu said you might need it."
Si Mingchen was a little surprised. After opening the bag and looking at the contents clearly, his expression froze: "Did Chen Yu ask you to give it to me?"
Sang Yu comforted him: "Don't worry, the more anxious you are, the more obstacles you will encounter. Try this thing, it has no side effects on your body and its effects are quite magical."
Si Mingchen took a deep breath and pushed the bag to Sang Yu: "Give it to whoever gave it to you."
Sang Yu advised him: "Don't be afraid to seek medical treatment."
Si Mingchen was about to lose his patience: "Where did he hear this rumor from?"
Sang Yu: "I'm not sure either, but everyone knows it."
Siming's face darkened: "Then please tell everyone that this is a rumor."
On the way home, Si Mingchen called Chen Yu expressionlessly. As soon as Chen Yu answered the phone, Si Mingchen asked him bluntly, "Who told you I need to take that kind of medicine?"
Chen Yu smirked twice: "Don't worry about it. Anyway, I guarantee that what I give you is the best. Don't thank me."
Si Mingchen was obviously angry, and his tone lost his patience: "Tell me where did you hear this rumor from?"
Chen Yu suddenly felt something was wrong and stammered, "That day my boyfriend and I went to the Chinese medicine store to get medicine and we ran into Wen Zhi. We saw that the medicine he prescribed for you was for that thing, and we all knew about it."
With a "click", the phone was hung up.
Si Mingchen stepped on the accelerator and arrived home ten minutes later.
The living room was empty; Wen Zhi must be taking a nap upstairs. Si Mingchen walked straight into the study and took out the medicine that Wen Zhi had advised him to give him to replenish his body from the refrigerator.
This medicine is now expired, but it still has the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine. Although he only drank it twice, he still can't forget the taste.
Si Mingchen found the Chinese medicine prescription in the bag, and after a quick look, he found that it was indeed some common kidney-tonifying ingredients. With the addition of some ginseng, deer antlers and other things, it felt like some health supplement for the middle-aged and elderly.
No wonder the fire in his body was about to burst out after he drank this stuff twice. He was glad that he didn't have a nosebleed after such a tonic.
When I pushed open the bedroom door, I saw Wen Zhi sleeping on the quilt, naked in only a pair of underwear.
Wen Zhi has had this problem since he was a child. He has to take off all his clothes before going to bed, otherwise he can't sleep well.
Si Mingchen walked up to him, suppressed the urge to beat Wen Zhi up, and covered him with the quilt.
no way.
I would feel bad if I beat him, but I would be really angry if I didn't beat him.
Wen Zhi's breathing was even and long, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly, indicating that she was sleeping quite soundly.
Si Mingchen was about to leave when Wen Zhi suddenly opened his eyes. Seeing Si Mingchen right in front of him, Wen Zhi immediately opened his arms and stuck to him.
A wave of warmth flowed into Si Mingchen's arms, and Wen Zhi muttered, "Si Si, I had a nightmare."
Simingchen stroked his back: "What nightmare did you have?"
Wen Zhi: "I dreamed that you didn't love me anymore. I kept crying and you ignored me."
Si Mingchen rubbed his head: "When was it done?"
Wen Zhi: "Just before waking up."
Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi's guilty expression and didn't expose her: "Have you packed your luggage?"
Wen Zhi: "Well, I've packed yours too."
Simingchen: "Great."
Wen Zhi glanced at the clock: "Why are you back so early?"
Si Mingchen: "I have something to talk about. I came back directly after finishing it."
Wen Zhi hurriedly got down and put on his coat: "Si Si, I'll take you somewhere before we leave."
Si Mingchen helped him put it on: "Okay."
Soon, Si Mingchen stopped at the gate of a high school according to Wen Zhi's navigation.
He looked at the familiar school badge and asked Wen Zhi, "Do you miss school?"
Wen Zhi took Si Mingchen by the hand, and after discussing the route with the security guard with ease, they walked into the high school together.
Every blade of grass and every tree here became very unfamiliar to Wen Zhi, as if they had suddenly changed overnight.
Walking to the senior high school building, Wen Zhi pointed to the second to last row of the fifth classroom on the first floor and said, "Look, that's your seat."
After so many years, even Si Mingchen himself couldn't remember the exact location of his seat.
Wen Zhi stood at the back door of the classroom, staring at the chair: "You don't know, before I met you, I stood here countless times, looking at you."
This topic seemed a bit heavy for Si Mingchen.
Si Mingchen tried to speak in a brisk tone: "Why are you here to see me if you don't study hard?"
Wen Zhi complained: "I always come here during the big break. You guys are busy with your studies and the class never ends, so I stand here and peek. At that time, I really wanted to meet you, and I was looking forward to it every day."
Si Mingchen: "Then let me test you, what have you seen of me here?"
Wen Zhi blurted out: "Once, I saw you reading a book, the name seemed to be "Egmont". That day, you were in a bad mood, and so was I."
When mentioning "Egmont", Si Mingchen's past memories slowly came back.
He remembered the content of the book and why he read it.
Suddenly, he remembered something and had a bad feeling.
"Are you sure you didn't know me when I read Egmont?"
Wen Zhi nodded: "Sure. I secretly checked online the other day. This book is a famous tragic literature. I started reading this book because of you. I cried for a long time in my quilt at night."
wrong.
"No." Si Mingchen said softly.
He read this book the day before he went abroad.
He was packing his things that day and happened to open this tragic literature which he had never read before.
He watched it for a long time that afternoon.
After standing at the window of the boy he liked for a final moment, he left alone.
Wen Zhi asked: "What's wrong?"
Si Mingchen: "The scene you are talking about was the day before I left the country. Logically speaking, you should not remember anything from that time."
Wen Zhijing felt a little confused after being reminded by Si Mingchen. But for some reason, this scene appeared clearly in his mind.
"But that night, I cried so hard. I held my little kid and cried all the time. I remember my dad heard me crying outside the room. He thought I was being bullied and was very angry."
Si Mingchen: "But at that time, I hadn't given you the little winter melon yet."
Wen Zhi thought for a moment and said, "That's why."
Si Mingchen actually had a guess in his heart, but he didn't tell Wen Zhi.
That is, Wen Zhi was very sad when she knew that he was going abroad that day. But Wen Zhi should know the reason why he went abroad. It was Wen Zhi who rejected him and did not give him a chance to meet her, and asked the servant to persuade him to leave.
etc.
Si Mingchen began to doubt, was it really Wen Zhi who asked the servants to persuade him to leave?
Or is it Wen Qishan?
But they were only 17 years old at that time, and there was no need for Wen Qishan to target him.
His mind became more and more confused, and the sad memories from the past came flooding back, causing Si Mingchen to suffer a splitting headache.
Wen Zhi then took Si Mingchen's hand and said, "Si Si, I'll take you somewhere."
Simingchen: "Where?"
Wen Zhi didn't say anything and took him along the school building to a tree in front of the auditorium.
"Did you know that there is a wishing tree in our school?"
Si Mingchen: “I don’t know.”
Wen Zhi pointed at him and said, "This tree is called the No. 1 Scholar Tree. It is said that anyone who sincerely wishes to it will have their wish come true."
Simingchen asked back: "So do you have a wish to make for him today?"
Wen Zhi shook his head: "My wish has already come true."
Siming looked at the century-old tree, seemingly puzzled: "Then why are we here?"
Wen Zhi: "I'm visiting the old place again today, let it be my witness."
Si Mingchen: "Testify?"
Wen Zhi took Si Mingchen's hand and said formally, "Si Si and I liked each other when we were studying here, but unfortunately we didn't end up together. Today we would like you to be a witness and help us witness the time when we secretly loved each other. Please also agree that we can be together."
Looking at Wen Zhi's pious look, Si Mingchen remained silent for a long time. Having never believed in God, he closed his eyes and imitated Wen Zhi in repeating his wish in his heart.
After a moment, Wen Zhi raised their clenched hands and said, "I declare that we are together."
Simingchen was puzzled: "Aren't we already together?"
Wen Zhi raised his lips: "Stupid, when I say together, I mean we were together ten years ago. From now on, we will be each other's first love, and there will be no regrets. Next time we go out, we can brag that we had a campus romance and we were both very happy."
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